Spit McGee lives the life of leisure on the front walk way of JoAnne Prichard Morris' house in Jackson, Mississippi in July 2003. I am sad to report that Spit, my late father's feline brother, passed away last week after an encounter with an unknown canine interloper. JoAnne took him to the vet where he lingered for a day before moving on. We buried his ashes in the front yard, read from the Book of Common Prayer and, of course, from "My Cat Spit McGee," and sang Amazing Grace. Spit's siblings Bessie and Mamie Harper were both in attendance. Spit will be sorely missed.